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I was cold all …

I was cold all day. Not the kind you experience from the weather or being in a cold room; it was a kind of cold that seems to be coming from inside of you; a shivering numbing cold that nothing can remedy. It was as if winter was inside of me. Mounts of snow were heaping up. Frost was latching onto my insides. I said I wanted to experience winter, but not like this. I didn’t want to turn to ice.